Men. You can't live with them. Well I think that is pretty much the platform for my campaign, but I guess it's always a subject that is open to interpretation. Who would I be if not a willing participant in the world of trivial debates? I believe that would make me an isolationist of sorts, and I much prefer existing in the universe as a social butterfly flitting between conversations. Ready, able, and all for exerting my opinion when the situation deems it appropriate [and let's face it, quite often without an invitation].
Now women. We are no easy piece of dessert ourselves. Subconsciously exerting an undeniable, and sometimes less than subtle, control over our environment. A statement perhaps as confusing as "we are women, hear us roar" - an independent notion trapped in the throws of an animalistic nature that seems to transgress the bound of feminism.
At least men are moreso blantant in their intentions.
Some food for thought. Brain food if you will.